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May 2018
And I wondered for a long time
How I would ever believe again
When I was told I could be loved
Forever.
I thought about
The way the words fell off your tongue,
Into my lap,
As if they were waiting for me
To scoop them into my pockets
For safe keeping.
But then
You wanted them back.
You emptied my pockets,
And expected to find more,
But I had kept everything.
And we both knew
At that time,
At the end,
Everything
All along
Had
Never
Been
Enough.
Beth Richter
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Beth Richter
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